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Daddy's little girl

Plot: reader is pregnant of Chris' baby and he plays piano to calm the baby that is agitated.

Warnings: fluff, pregnancy, cute. Nothing bad happens.

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You were running in all white hallway with lights so bright that could blind you. You were hearing the steps, they were coming for you, so you kept running for your life. You couldn't remember why you were in that situation or why you were so scared but you knew you shouldn't stop, no matter what. Whoever were trying to catch you was bad. When your lungs were burning and you almost fell because your legs were sore and weak, like jelly, you found yourself in a total different scenario. You heart was still beating fast and your legs couldn't carry you anymore. The only thing you could do was sitting on the beautiful floor. Everything was calm there. The walls were cream instead of the sterile white, there was a song coming from somewhere you couldn't see, so relaxing you could lay there and sleep again.

You were there, finally feeling safe when you felt the horrible pain like you have being kicked. There was no one there. What was happening? You were confused, looking for the source of the pain when the music became louder and another kick came, following some strange rhythm. This one hurt so bad that made you pee. Nothing was making sense. The soft song changed to something more emotional and your need to go to pee was driving you crazy. You were agitated, something inside you was moving. When you looked down at your belly you saw your swollen stomach. You were pregnant. Relief washed all over your body. Your memory was coming back, everything was falling into place in you head. You were having a bad, weird, crazy as fuck dream. All you needed was to wake up. And you did.

You opened your eyes to the darkness of your room. Your mouth was dry, your spine was killing you and you were covered in sweat. Your pajama was drenched. You turned to reach to your husband but you found an empty cold place. Automatically, you frowned. You were still too sleepy to think straight. When you finally gathered the courage to get up to take a shower, you heard a soft music playing downstairs. Before checking the source of the music that invaded your dreams you decided for the shower and clean clothes.

Ten minutes later, you were ready to go downstairs. Every step closer to the living room, louder was the music. When you finally reached the last step, you saw your husband. He was just wearing his pajamas pants. This torso was on full display, his muscles were doing that sexy thing that makes you wet every single time. He was normally handsome in everyday life but nothing could beat his concentrated-self-in-a-task version. When he was painting or playing piano, he reached a new level of beauty and talent. It was always enthralling. You could stand there and watch forever but you were missing your husband's hugs.

"Hey" you softened your tone not to scare him.

"Hi, babe" he answered stopping the music. "I'm sorry. Did I wake you up?"

"Kinda" you smiled and walked to him. "I was having this very weird dream, then I heard a soft song being played and everything was confusing. So I woke up" you explained.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry" he apologized. He was frowning like a confused baby.

"That's ok. The baby was agitated. She was moving and causing discomfort. That's what really woke me up". She sat on his lap, put her arms around his neck and her head was resting on the crook of his neck.

His hand flew to caress her swollen stomach. You were six months into pregnancy. Everything was too much. He sat you on the bench and knelt before you. His voice was soothing.

"Hi, little girl. It's daddy. You need to let mama sleep, okay? She's old and tired" he joked. You slapped his shoulder but smile at his silly joke. Chris was a professional teaser.

"I'm gonna play a special song for you" he offered.

He put you back on his lap, adjusted his position and started to play. The song was also soothing. Took you a minute to recognize he was playing.

"It's Brahms' lullaby" you pointed out.

"Yes" he whispered. "Glad you remembered". He smiled. This was one the first things he played for you.

Took you another minute to fall asleep in your lover's arms. Chris' warm body, the slow up and down of his chest and the music were like a cozy home, perfect and inviting. Your breathing became slow and rhythmical. He realized you fell asleep, so carried you in his arms to you shared bedroom. The last thing you remember before being falling completely into slumber is his arms snaking around you, his nose breathing on your neck and his left hand pulling you to him and resting on you stomach.

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y'all are enabling my hands/arms kink, bless 😩❤ how about another idea for drunk drabbles; after taking a few shots of liquid courage (tequila), you find yourself sitting on Seb's (or whoever you want) lap rubbing his arms and taking a finger in your mouth. may or may not have done something like that in the past. 😏

What was the saying? One tequila, two tequila, three tequila, floor? Well instead of floor you found yourself perched on Bucky’s ridiculously thick and strong thighs, and you were too tipsy to care or worry about the outcome.

As you had stumbled past him his arms had wrapped around your waist, pulling you down safely and you had hummed in delight, tucking your head under his chin and not caring at all about what went on in the room around you. You didn’t hear Sam’s teasing or Wanda’s concern. You barely registered the thump-thump-thump of the music in the background. You drifted in and out a little, focusing on the soft rise and fall of Bucky’s chest with his breath, the rumble of his voice from his chest when he spoke to someone, his strong metal arm keeping you in place against him.

Eventually you began ghosting your fingers up and down his flesh arm, the one that rested on your thigh. Bucky hummed into your ear and you smiled. He lifted his hand off your thigh and tipped your chin so your eyes would meet his.

“Ready for bed, babe?”

He brushed his thumb across your bottom lip, and you opened your mouth to draw his thumb in, swirling your tongue along the tip and savoring the darkening blue of his eyes.

“Bed, yes. Sleep, no.”

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“the greatest love story ever told”

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To the future: Captain America alternative arc

Warning: angst, mention of depression, death.

I wrote this many months before Endgame. I had no idea they would screw up that big. So, here an alternative ending to our favorite Avenger and best friendship and love story they ever told.

Sumary: After Steve's death, the Avengers aren't the same. They are falling apart and in need of a true leader. What happens when the America's hero is no longer among us?

Steve was buried with military honors, which would make him uncomfortable. After all, he left the government, turned his back to SHIELD, fought UN, was a fugitive, a man fighting his own battle to protect his oldest friend and the whole world. Steve was a man with his own moral compass and no one could stop him from doing what was right.

A memorial was constructed to honor him, his doings, his legacy. Everyone need to remember the man he was, the man he wanted to be and how important is to do the right thing even when it demands the sacrifice of your own life. Steve died fighting for humanity.

Bucky chewed this guilty for good amount of time. He felt since they were kids he needed to protect Steve from the evils of this world. Aahhh…sweet and stubborn boy who used to pick up fights in alleys, who used to get his ass kicked. Sarah asked him to protect his son from himself. But Bucky couldn't do that. He broke his vows twice now. So he recluded himself, hidden in an almost inhospitable place.

All the Avengers mourned Steve's death. Sam and Natasha didn't speak with Tony for a whole year. Part of this disgrace was on him. Tony knew that too. They needed to be together now more than never. Not because Earth was facing another deadly threat but because they were The Avengers. People need them more than they think. But without Steve, everything was… loose.

Every time Nick put them in a room together, they fought. Infinity arguing. One day, Nat punched Happy in the face. Maria tried everything but they were sloppy in missions, unreliable when teaming up. The Avengers were a big failure now. They needed someone who could do what Steve did but nobody in that room was fit for the job.

Tony was aware of the issues. He knew the team wasn't working out anymore because they didn't have a true leader. There was just one person on this planet who could wear Captain America's mantle and he was nowhere near to be found.

Stark Industries started to finance more Harvard and MIT kids who developed super high tech GPS. Of course, he approved the boldest ones: illegally hacking on satellites. That was the way he found Bucky living a hut in Syberia amongst wolf-like animals. So, he sent Nat and Sam to do the talking. It was their last shot.

Bucky didn't hide just because he was feeling guilty but, mainly, because if he failed protecting and saving his best friend, the most important person of his life, he wasn't worthy. He was dangerous to people, toxic, not to mention he didn't know if the reprogramming T'challa did would work in case of Hydra try to get him again. He lived in peace for 8 months until his friends knocked on his door. He was surprised he managed to live by his own for such long time considering Stark had money, IQ and all the best technology and gadgets of the entire world in an arm length.

"Un soldat" Nat greeted.

"I'm not this anymore" he replied with a deep voice. Liberating the door allowing them to come in.

"Thanks, God! You know English" Sam joked with no humor in his voice.

"People are finally enjoying an era free of imminent enemies and you come to pick up the monster?" Bucky fired.

"Actually, we need a hero. Someone who understands the darkest parts of a human mind and yet try to do good in this world, James" Nat confessed.

"I'm no hero. Steve is dead because he was a true hero and tried to save the world. He always did that and look what it caused to him". Bucky couldn't hide the pain in his voice.

"On the other hand, I was once the villain, the face people feared the most" he continued, looking to the fireplace, incapable of staring at his friends.

"The Avengers are no longer friends. We're bunch of freaks trying to work together. But people need us. That's why Fury created this group of people with unique abilities, capable of doing what no one else can" she said. Stevie face crossed her mind, making it difficult to speak.

"Dude, listen up. I'm not ya friend, ya know? But Steve loved ya crazy ass, he did everything he could to protect you and I joined him cuz I believed in him" Sam spoke. "I mean, if he believe you were worth to put up a fight against the world, you're enough to do the job" he continued. Sam had a point. Steve believed in Bucky. Maybe he should believe in himself.

"Bucky, Sam is right". Nat used her soft voice.

"Tony is not reliable as a leader. He never was. He snapped when Steve died. He fell into deep depression, resentment. Sometimes seems he's not even there, just a shell. Pepper is worried about his mental health" she told him the truth.

"I'm the former Winter Soldier. Nobody is gonna trust me. I've never been a leader. I followed orders for 70 years. I don't remember how to make choices" he screamed.

"Believe in yourself as much as Steve did. Come back with us. Cuz my black ass is freezing in this goddamn place" Sam sassied. His sarcastic self was unfreezing. Pun intended.

Convincing Bucky to go back to the civilization, to meet everyone was their toughest mission so far. He promised to try to work with them as a team, to be what Steve saw in him since they found each other back.

Life gave and took Steve from Bucky many times but this time it is forever and the weight of it wasn't helping them to find a common ground. Guilty was eating them alive.

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It wasn't easy to step inside that damn building with so much memories made there.

"Welcome back, Sgt Barnes" Maria greeted him at the front door.

"Hi, Agent Hill" he greeted her. His voice was low, shy.

"I know how difficult it is to you after what we've done and that's the last place you wanted to be in. But we need you, James. You were once a man fighting in the right side. Do it again. If not for us, do it for Steve" she almost begged. Maria left before he could answer her.

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When Bucky stepped inside the room, everyone was there. Tony was standing at the end of the giant glass table, looking straight at him with a blank face. He was skinnier, sporting dark circles under his eyes; the definition of looking exhausted.

"Mr. Barnes, I believe it belongs to you now" he pointed to the center of the table. That was the first time the saw the shield there.

"Excuse me? It belongs to Steve. Always did. Your father made it for him. But now he's dead" Bucky raised his voice, almost screaming. Anger making his blood boils.

Tony breathed heavily. "You are right" he said and everybody stopped to pay attention to the conversation. No even a fly dared to make a sound. "My father made this shield for him. Howard Stark himself paid for this piece of vibranium. The rarest and only sample of this metal in his time. He loved the man". His eyes fell to the object placed between them with melancholy. He contoured the table, grabbed the uniform and offered to him. "Seems I screwed up the legacy. As a way to make things even, I think it should stay with the closest and most important person of Steve's life: you".

People blinked in shock. Nobody expected this. Bucky was in the lack of words.

"I think you should accept it" Nat said, breaking the awkward silence that fell upon them. Both men looked at her.

"I believe Steve would be glad to have his best friend wearing the uniform" declared Clint. He was standing on a dark corner of the room.

That's how Bucky became the new Captain America. He had much to live up to honor Steve and his legacy. At first, people were skeptical of the former highly trained HYDRA assassin aka Winter Soldier fighting at the right side. But time always reveals the truth.

Bucky started to feel more like his old self, the Brooklyn boy who saved his friend many times, who flirted with pretty girls and loved technology. Sam and Nat became inseparable, always joining Bucky on missions. "The Golden trio" people called them. Even a spark of romance started between Nat and him.

"So, where are we going, Nat?" He asked.

"To the future" she replied. Bucky recognized the line and froze. He said it to Steve in the 40's. Last time, he lost someone he loved and went through hell. But future also brought great things. A warm feeling started to grow inside him and spread through his chest. "Future is bright" he thought, a smile widening on his beautiful, untouched by time face.

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I just wanna be fucked hard by The Winter Soldier and have him turn back into Bucky halfway through and then go gentle. Is that do much to ask? 😭

THIS!!!

Imagine it though.

You’re getting fucked nice and rough, metal hand around your throat. He’s growling Russian swear words into your ear, rubbing your clit nice and hard with his flesh hand.

The suddenly….he blinks, eyes dilate and he looks downstairs you. He’s confused, even concerned that he’s hurting you. But by the blissed out, fuck-me-smile you’ve got on your face, he realizes this is exactly what you’ve wanted.

So he keeps going. He keeps his metal fingers around your throat, holding your head in place as he kisses you, while giving you nice, long but soft thrusts. He whispers “good girl” and “make daddy feel good” over and over because he knows your a slut for sentimental words. He shows you how different he is than the other guy.

And you fucking love it.

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Golden Boy - part 3/3

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x reader

Summary: Seb and reader are great together. After his newest movie, I,Tonya, being nominated as Best Picture Comedy for the Golden Globes, she decided she goes as his date.

Warnings: smut, fluff, a bit of anxiety, +18

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"Babe, I'm going to the restroom. You better meet me there in 10" you whispered in his ear. He gave you a puzzled look rising his right brow. You gave him a significant glare and kissed his lips hoping he would get the clue.

You were so nervous now. Having sex in a Golden Globes restroom stale wasn't what you wanted to be known for.

"It's a terrible idea, y/n" you talked to yourself. A gorgeous blonde girl wearing a long sleeved backless dress entered into the bathroom and you couldn't help yourself but stare. You were sure you knew her from some movie but you couldn't put your finger on it. She just put some lipstick on and left without acknowledging you.

You were almost leaving too. Probably Sebastian was talking to his friends about important matters but a knock on the door took you out of your negatives thoughts. When you saw him standing in front of you, you pulled him inside and locked the door. Nobody could disturb you for the next 10 minutes.

"What are you doing, y/n?" He asked. You loved the man but sometimes he was pretty slow.

"What do you think? You replied. "I'm helping you to relax. You are so tense" you used your sexy tone. That's when what you were doing hit him.

"Honestly, I'm positively surprised by your confidence. You can get caught, ya know?". His New York accent was getting thick. It happens when he is thrilled by something.

At this point, you couldn't care less. You put your hands on his crotch caressing his erection. You opened the button and unzipped his pants.

"Dumnezeule! You are really doing this" he wasn't questioning anymore.

You already were on your knee pumping his hard dick. You ran your tongue on his length and his hands grabbed the marble to give him some support. You wrapped it on his shaft just to get it wetter, so your hand could work better. When he was losing his mind with all the teasing, finally, you put his dick in your mouth.

"Geez! You are quite good at it, love" he said leading his hand to your hair but he realised he shouldn't touch it.

You fastened the pace and hollowed your cheeks to suck your man. Sebastians groans was making your pussy wet. You were afraid it would drip on the floor, literally.

"I'm so close, y/n. Don't stop now, please" he begged. It made you wetter. Your pussy wished you were home to have Seb inside you right now but it'll have to wait. You kept blowing him harder and deep. You could feel the tip of his dick in your throat.

He moaned very loudly when he came on your mouth that you were sure people heard outside."The walk of shame will worth it", you thought. You swallowed all his cum like the nasty girl you were. With his dick still in your mouth, you looked at him and it almost made him come twice.

You got up from you knee and kissed him passionately letting him taste himself. He broke the kiss to breath a little after all this thrilling action. He couldn’t say anything at the moment, just stared at you like you were something very rare. You were looking at yourself in the mirror, checking the damages on your makeup when you felt eyes on you.

"What?" You asked giving him the same puzzled look he gave you 20 minutes ago.

"It's… You are... just a phenomenal woman. All this "let's have a quickie in the bathroom" was something you pulled out of nowhere and got me shocked but in a good way, don't worry" he explained. You blushed so hard he could see your redness.

"I-I just wanted to make you feel good, relaxed, ya know? I was feeling your leg tremble because of your restlessness. I couldn't let you get on that stage, mess up and watch you beat yourself up for the rest of you life. I truly love you" you declared. You loved how you relationship with him could go from sucking his dick in the GG restroom to I fucking love you in matter of seconds.

"I love you too. And I truly appreciate what you did today and what you've been doing for me, for us. I know you have to put up with a lot of shit to be with me" he said holding your hand in his, interwining your fingers.

"Don't make me cry right now! It will fuck the makeup up. I'm lucky enough for wearing a blowjob proof lipstick" you joked. He laughed throwing his head behind. "Remember to send a thank you letter to Kat Von D later" you squeezed his hand unlocking the door.

"Ready for the very likely walk of shame?" He asked trying to joke not to freak out.

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He went backstages to get ready to present the Best Picture Comedy category 20 minutes ago. It was too much pressure to be sitting at the same table where Hugh Freaking Jackman was but when the love of your life got on that stage you stopped breathing for 30 seconds and just realized that when they presented I, Tonya and you could let your breath out.

You were quite proud of him. When he was walking back to the table, you rose from your place and gave him the tightest hug you could ever give.

"I'm so proud of you, dragoste". Every single time you speak Romanian his heart swells. He is always caught off guard when his fans approach him speaking his mother tongue.

"I'll make you feel so good when we get back to hotel. I love you" he said pecking your lips. Your heart was almost exploding with love.

The return to the hotel was quick and just the two of you, finally. Again 12 stories between the bed and the two of you. When you both stepped into the elevator, Seb pushed you against his chest and kissed you passionately. You deepened the kiss; your tongues danced making crazy moves until you both needed air.

With a heavy breath you started to remove his jacket, stopping at the shoulder line holding him still. He was shocked. You've never done it before. You looked into his eyes for a few seconds, your heart beating so fast you could hear your blood rushing in your veins. The ding-dong of the elevator warning you reached your floor brought you to reality. Sebastian fixed his jacket and you walked to your shared room.

Once inside, Sebastian locked the door.

"Where did we stop?" He asked smirking. Now, calmly you put the jacket where it was minutes ago not taking your eyes off of him. The kind of glare that says everything.

"Here" you replied pulling him against you and kissing him ferociously. You are devouring each other mouths like your lives depended on it. You could feel his dick already hard on your stomach.

One of his hand was at the base of your neck, his fingers entangled in your hair; the other, was placed on your leg. His fingers running up through the slit of the dresd. He slid his index finger into your panties. He was doing circles moviments, you sighed heavily and your legs were getting weaker.

"Omg! Sebastian, it's so good. I've waited the whole night for this" you said. He was driving you insane. You touch yourself constantly when he's filming or on tour to promote his movies but nothing is so amazing as his hands on you. You were so lost in your thoughts and sensation, he got worried and stopped.

"Are you ok, y/n?" his voice showing his concerns. You opened yours eyes slowly.

"More than ok, babe" you replied. You took his jacket off for good and started to open his button down shirt. His torso is peppered with freckles which is cute as hell but his abs are sinful. He removed his shirt while you were unzipping his pants.

The oppressive tension between the two of you was making things a lot more intense. Seb turned your back to him to undress you but first he had to tease you. He took your hair off of your neck as he rolled his tongue all over it, until reaching your earlobe, which he gently bit. His warm breath sent shivers down your body making your nipples hard. He helped you to get out of the dress and it was never so intimate and sexy.

He started to put kiss all over your back; he knew you love it.

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Golden Boy - part 2/3

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x reader

Summary: Seb and reader are great together. After his newest movie, I,Tonya, being nominated as Best Picture Comedy for the Golden Globes, she decided she goes as his date.

Warnings: a bit of anxiety, fluff, smut, bad words

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After a couple of minutes, Carol came in to help you with the zipper, being careful with the delicate fabric. Then she helped with the sleeves which wasn’t super easy; you weren’t the typical Hollywood skinny girl.

"You look amazing, y/n" she offered. Both of you looking at your reflexes in the mirror. "The dress looks like a painting on your body. It fits you perfectly". She had a big smile on her beautiful face.

"Thanks, Carol! It's very sweet of you" you blushed a little bit.

"Do you need anything else?" She asked.

"No, I don't. Thanks for everything. I understand if you have to leave. You did more than enough". You meant it. Seb's staff was fantastic.

"It's nothing, y/n. I believe I'll meet you at the party" she replied.

"Yes, of course. Do me one more favor, please. If Sebastian is out there, tell him I'm going in 2". She nodded and left.

You've never seen yourself dressed like that. You're looking so gorgeous you could keep this outfit forever. You gave a last glance at yourself and left the room to meet your man.

"Love, I'm ready!" you shouted entering the other room. Sebastian was in the balcony, drinking with his PR and the crew, making videos to Instagram. You could hear the laughing invading the place. You were genuinely happy for him. You stood there just observing the moment, seen him enjoying himself until someone noticed you and widened her eyes. Sebastian turned to see what caused such a shocked reaction; to you it was in slow motion like a movie scene where the popular beautiful boy finds out the beauty hidden underneath the good girl's basic looks.

He was speechless. He opened his mouth and closed. Twice.

"You. Are. Breathtaking, y/n". He found his words giving you the brightest smile. You smiled shyly. "You are a vision. I'm the luckiest man ever" he stated as he walked to meet you. He kissed you lightly, like a feather on you cheek.

You wrapped your arms around his neck and whispered in his ear.

"You're so hot in this tux that I can picture myself undressing you later tonight". He frozed for a moment due your boldness. You were never shy about sex but there's a room full of people.

"You are playing with fire, y/n" he said. "This dress made you a 1000x hotter". You gave him a smirk and looked at him through your lashes.

"Guys, the car arrived. The driver is waiting for us" informed his PR breaking your little moment.

You left your room walking toward the elevator. Six people inside this tiny place makes everything harder. Sebastian looked at you with shining eyes. Under this particular lightening his eyes were bluer, icy. The two of you exchanged looks knowing what's coming when you get back home. You can't wait for the night is over.

Sebastian leaned against you putting his chin on the top of your head. His hands were placed in your lower back while the elevator descend 12 stories. You could feel the butterflies in your stomach in anticipation.

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The ride to the Golden Globes was nice. A bit of traffic tho. Once Sebastian got out of the car, he offered his hand to help you out where you strategically put the crevice of your dress to a good use. When he realised your lovely leg was out and shining under those flashlights, his eyes darkened. That's what you wanted to see. Driving him crazy during the event was part of your dirty plan.

You both posed to the army of photographers. All of them wanting to know bit more about you. Of course they did know the appeareance of Sebastian’s girl but they never got the chance to interview you.

The event was really fun. You met a lot of celebrities and they were nice. Margot was amazing. Seb and you didn't talk much but you were aware of his nervousness. The way he kept playing with your fingers on his lap was a huge clue, so you had a great dirty idea.

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Golden Boy

Sebastian Stan x Reader

Summary: Seb and reader are great together. After his newest movie, I,Tonya, being nominated as Best Picture Comedy for the Golden Globes, she decided she goes as his date.

Warning: anxiety, fluff, bad words.

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“You are handsome, baby.” You said, watching the crew adjust the black bow-tie around his neck.

Sebastian was getting ready for Golden Globes tonight, looking dashing as ever and wrecked with nerves. This year he’d be on stage presenting some category alongside Allison Janney, and you were going as his date. You and Sebastian have been dating for over a year now and you never tended to these events. It wasn’t your scene and couldn’t care less about it.

As a “non-famous person”, everything could be overwhelming, and Sebastian knows that. But this time, his movie was a nominee, indicated in few categories. When you found out, you were ecstatic, thinking you should be there to support him and his friends. So, you decided to go and couldn’t wait.

“Thank you, sweetie.” Sebastian grinned widely. He was truly excited, butterflies erupting in his stomach to the point where he might throw up.

He gave you a look, the one that you knew very well, wearing a smirk across his face. Your breath hitched quietly in your throat, acknowledging the meaning behind it.

“You’re gorgeous, even without being fully dressed.” He joked, chuckling deeply. Everyone in the room laughed along; it was true. While people were taking pictures of Sebastian’s dressing process in this fancy Hugo Boss tuxedo that clung to his body perfectly, you were sitting by the vanity on your make up chair, wearing only a white hotel robe.

"Ima be ready on time. Don’t worry, babe!” You reassured him, tilting your head to the side and smiling. “You aren’t gonna be late cuz of me. I promise.” You sighed.

You knew him very well; he was panicking inside, all jittery and out of it. Comforting him was the only way to calm him down, telling him everything will be alright, and nothing will go wrong. Sebastian just needed to breathe. Although he was happy and drinking champagne, he’s not used to this much of attention. He was a kind of guy who was sorta mysterious and a little bit of an open book, always discreet and good at heart.

And you could never ruin this moment for him. This was big, especially for his career.

"I know. I’m just nervous”. He admitted, rolling his shoulders to relieve the tension from stress.

He was almost ready now; a few minor touches being made to his suit. He was just posting some pictures on Instagram, having fun with his fans and getting them excited for the night. It was impossible not to love him, his personality attracted everyone.

All his fans would be getting a glimpse of how he was looking tonight, fangirling and flailing to how handsome he appeared. You understood all the girls who were thirsty for him and supportive of his work at the same time. Before meeting Sebastian, you were one of them a few years ago, obsessing over him on Tumblr- reading fics about him and some of his characters he played in past years. This was all fun ‘til you met him in person, by accident, of course.

You couldn’t believe you were this fortunate.

“Carol, do you mind helping me put my dress on?” You asked, rising from your chair. She was part of the HB team and you needed some assistance.

“Sure.” She replied happily.

Hollywood can be full of shit sometimes, but it also offers you great people like the ones you were currently surrounded by. Good people with good vibes.

You strolled over to Sebastian who sat on the edge of the bed, bouncing his leg. When you entered in his field of vision, he smiled so big showing his perfect white teeth. His eyes lightened up and glowed with admiration. For a moment, you forgot how to breath, speechless with the sight before you. That was the power Sebastian had over you. He was so beautiful, it was almost painful to look at him.

You cupped his face, making him look into your eyes. “I’m gonna put my dress on and already chose the jewelry to go with it. Give me 20 minutes, ok? Then we’ll leave out.” You informed him. “If you need anything I’ll be in the other room. I know I said the dress was a surprise, but nothing is more important to me than you. Don’t freak out sitting here alone, ok?”

"It’s alright. I won’t freak out. They’ll be back to help me with the tux jacket. Go and come back to me looking more gorgeous than you already are. I love you” He breathed, placing his hands on your hips and running his hands up and down your sides.

Your heart jumped with his declaration, keeping in mind that this man will be the end of you.

That was another great thing about him. He invariably had kind words to say to anyone and always made them feel good.

You love him much, more than you ever thought you could love a person.

“Alright then! I love you too, hottie.” You beamed, leaning in to pepper a sweet gentle kiss on his lips before leaving the room to change.

You aren’t a scandalous woman when it came to picking out your clothes and styling it. Lots of black outfits and geek t-shirts, and sneakers. Therefore, your wardrobe for the Golden Globes was very simple but consisted elegancy. The gown was worth a thousand dollars’, something you couldn’t ever believe to be in your reality, but here you are. You chose a Paolo Sebastian long sleeved black gown with a good cleavage and a very nice cut to show your lovely thighs.

You couldn’t wait for Sebastian to see you, letting out a silent squeal. He’d jizz in his pants if he could.

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Thank you so much, @sad-af1121. Guys, she’s the coolest girl.

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